"Splash monkey! You will repent at the foot of this five-finger mountain, and in 500 years, someone will come to cross you...... In this way, Sun Wukong was slapped by Rulai Lao'er in the mortal world, and endured the pain of mountain pressure for five hundred years......"

Akira exhaled, and the story came to an end.

The children gathered around him were still fascinated, as if they had not yet recovered from such a strange story.

"Smack!" At this moment, Akira Wudao's head was suddenly slapped from behind.

"Damn, who dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head!" he immediately jumped up and turned back angrily.

Behind him, the little county lord was calmly withdrawing his little hand.

"Why are you beating me?" Wild and unreasonable, he rolled up his sleeves, and he had a desperate posture with you who didn't make it clear.

"Why are you talking about the Monkey King different from the last time?" Yan Wanrou pouted, looking dissatisfied.

"This ......," Aramudo scratched his head in embarrassment.

However, with a roll of his eyes, he suddenly became arrogant again: "There are already several versions of Sun Wukong! The one I told you last time is large-scale, and it is not suitable for children...... Ahem!"

"Strong words!hmph!" the little county lord said coquettishly, pointing to the clean-handled elk, "Where did you steal this deer from?"

"Steal your sister, steal it, this is Lao Tzu's capture!"

Then he muttered: "Where did the second dog die? I haven't seen anyone for a long time!"

"Brother Wangcai, I'm here ......" At this moment, a weak voice sounded.

Following the prestige, the two dogs carried an iron pot in one hand and a stack of pottery bowls in the other, and carefully moved to the barren road.

It turned out that this thing had just come with the little county lord, but it had been hiding behind Yan Wanrou's master and servant, and his figure was blocked, and he didn't notice it at the first time.

"I'll just say why this girl suddenly appeared! It turns out that we have a traitor!"

"It was the county lord who asked me to bring her here...... "The second dog muttered in a low voice, and ran to the side to sulk aggrievedly.

As the saying goes, the flame is high when everyone gathers firewood, and there is no way to fully mobilize the power of the masses, using food as a temptation to stir up those children to collect dry firewood.

In a short time, a whole bunch was collected.

Since Ergouzi only got an iron pot, there is no way to make charcoal-grilled venison, so let's call it Hualu directly!

Aramadi piled up the rubble collected from the stream into a simple stove, stacked the iron pots on it, and then added firewood to the fire and began to boil mushroom soup.

While it was time to heat the iron pot, he dug a shallow pit in the ground, spread a thick layer of dry wood, and began to raise the fire as well.

......

Bubbles bubble in the iron pot, and mushrooms tumble up and down in it, giving off an enticing aroma.

As the wild condiments that were crushed from time to time were sprinkled into it little by little, the fragrance that spread out was suddenly mixed with some strange tastes, which were indescribable, but mouth-watering.

And the children around him stretched their necks one by one, leaned their heads towards the iron pot, and sniffed vigorously.

Most of the deliciousness of the food depends on the ingredients used!

The absurdity of the Tao felt in his heart, and spontaneously gave rise to the loneliness of 'everyone is drunk, and I am awake alone'.

Alas, who can walk with me on the food road?

"Hey, your girl's hair is going to fall into the pot!" Turning his head, he saw that the little county lord looked even worse than those children, and the long hair hanging down from his chest was about to hit the edge of the pot.

"Ben, this county lord is not-" Yan Wanrou's face flushed, she suddenly retracted her body, and stammered.

Return the county lord!

Isn't it usually all about the delicacies of the mountains and the sea? This makes it seem like a teenager has never eaten......

Aramad walked over to the extinguished firewood on the other side and stretched out his hand to feel it.

The temperature has dropped!

He directly picked up the charred carbon material with his bare hands, although it was still very hot, but it didn't matter to him, his hands carried his spiritual power, and he was unscathed.

"It's so dirty~~ Can you still eat it?" The little county lord looked at the elk whose skin had turned into charcoal, and looked disgusted.

As she spoke, she stretched out her finger and poked it.

"Ahh

"Mentally retarded!" Aki Wudao glanced at the little county lord who was sucking his mouth and shaking his hand vigorously, and pursed the corners of his mouth.

He lifted the whole elk out of the carbon pile, placed it on the grass next to it, and then gently peeled off the charred deerskin.

Since the venison was fully cooked, the whole deerskin was easily peeled off, and suddenly, the white and tender flesh was exposed, steaming hot, exuding a seductive aroma of meat.

He used a copper knife to divide a large piece of venison among the children around him, then handed them a bowl of mixed sauce and taught them to dip it.

Luckily, the adult elk was not small, the size of a calf.

Therefore, after the twenty or so children were divided, most of them remained.

As for the melon-eating crowds around who are also watching, then continue to watch!

However, the children of this era are more sensible, and after receiving the venison, they immediately run back to share it with their families.

"Ergouzi! this is yours!" Huang Wudao cut two bowls of thin slices of meat with a copper knife and handed one bowl to Ergouzi, "Don't rush to stuff it in your mouth!

"Oh!" Ergouzi picked up a slice of venison and just wanted to stuff it into his mouth.

Hearing this, he nodded obediently, followed the appearance of absurdity, dipped the sauce in it, and put it in his mouth.

"Brother Wangcai! It's so delicious!" Suddenly, Ergouzi looked intoxicated, and hurriedly poured all the remaining meat slices in the bowl into the clay bowl with sauce, and then pulled it into his mouth in one go, bulging.

What the hell are you eating pig arches?

Huang Wudao shook his head helplessly, he has now determined that his little brother's cliff is congenital lack of intelligence, commonly known as - mentally retarded!

"What about the county lord?" After seeing that after dividing those children, the two of them ate by themselves, and when they didn't exist, the little county lord suddenly became anxious.

"This is my own prey, why should I take you to eat?"

"You!" the little county lord was angry.

"If you want to eat it, get it yourself! I don't like your stinky temper......" The desolate poisonous tongue skill is no worse than his cultivation.

"Woo woo! you big villain, I'm going to tell my dad to let him cut off your head!" Sure enough, the little county lord's mouth flattened, and suddenly it turned cloudy, and tears were accumulating in his eyes, and he was about to cry.

"Okay, good, take you to eat, take you to eat!" was what Huang Wudao was most afraid of, so he quickly picked up a piece of venison, dipped it in the sauce, and sent it to the little county lord's mouth.

"Come!

"Don't!" the little lord turned his head away from him.

"Don't eat and pull down!" said Akira and retracted his hand.

"Who...... Who said I don't eat!"

The little county lord was still waiting for him to coax himself again, but he didn't expect this person to be so hateful!

She hurriedly grabbed the arm that was retracted by Huang Wudao, opened her small mouth, bit the tip of the chopsticks, and took the slices of meat into her mouth.

"Fortunately, it's not my brother's fingers......" Huang Wudao withdrew his hand, looking at the two clear tooth marks on the front of the chopsticks, and his heart palpitated.

"People still want to ......" The little county lord smacked his mouth with a look of recollection, and then leaned his body to the side of Huang Wudao, and opened his mouth slightly, "Ah~~"

Damn! You look defenseless, open your mouth and say what else you want, it will make people misunderstand!

"Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing, do you want to feed you?" Aramudo shoved the clay bowl containing the slices of meat into her hand and pushed her aside.

"Hmph, people don't want you to feed it!" the little county lord snorted coldly, took the bowl directly, and ran to share it with his little maid.

It seems that the nature of this little county lord is not bad, but his personality is a little rude......

"That's right! These two deer legs are the main county master!"

The little county lord took a sip of mushroom soup with a clay bowl and pointed to the remaining two elk hind leg meat.

Huang Wudao said speechlessly: "You have eaten at least more than two catties of venison, and you are not full?"

The barren road deliberately kept the hind leg meat of these two deer, and prepared to bring it back and fry it in lard for wine!

"The county lord is not a pig...... the little county lord blushed slightly, probably thinking that he had eaten a lot before, "People just want to take it for my father and mother to taste......"

"It's a big deal, all the deer hunted by the county lord will be given to you tomorrow!"

It's hard to imagine that the dignified county lord actually begged his own subordinates softly, maybe this is one thing and one thing, right?

"Just you?" said Akira, "then I'd better choose to eat dirt!"

"You!"

"Okay, take it!" he waved his hand, wishing that this girl would get out of here and save him from annoying!

"Ergouzi, help His Royal Highness the county lord take these two hind leg meat...... Oh, yes, and bring the rest of the mushroom soup too!"

He simply does it to the end, and he gives it to you, okay?